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Facing his wife's rosy cheeks, Li Lingye remained composed. His thin lips slightly parted as he said, "Yes."

But his low, husky voice more or less betrayed the instinctive longing.

He slept together but was still able to stay still twice. He wasn't a gentleman, he just didn't want to hurt his wife.

"You scoundrel."

"Uh, you can't even take it off yourself, that's all